All About Us - Phantom of the Opera Love Story

If They Hurt You

A/N: NEW CHAPTER!

Christine POV

Walking down to meet the group in Roman's Mercedes, Christine sighed. She really would have rather spent her Friday night with Erik, learning more about their lives together and seeing what their future holds. Christine was wearing the same jeans and top as she was the first time she really found out who Dr. Mulheim really was. It was a reminder to be good tonight and also that she will be seeing him in a mere few hours.

She saw Meg waiting outside of the car. She had her hair in a French braid and wore some black leather shorts, with black tights underneath. Her Steve Madden heels were accented with metal studs and matched belt latches. Her top was covered with a leather jacket that matched Christine's, seeing that they bought it at the same time.

"Christine, you look hot!" Meg rushed over and hugged her. "Are you ready to get your drink on?"

"Eh," Christine started, "Maybe once we get there, I don't want to get too wasted."

"Come! We are celebrating tonight, plus you need to let loose!" Meg took her arm and motioned Christine to get in the back seat.

"Fine, just one shot."

Meg squealed.

Christine was already feeling guilty about this, but she knew that it was almost over. Once in the car, she saw Roman was driving and Michael was in the passenger seat. The car smelled overwhelmingly like axe body spray and it made Christine sick.

"Hey, Christine," Roman turned to her and handed her a bottle of Belvedere Vodka and a red cup, "I bought your favorite."

Christine looked at him and could tell he was really trying to make her happy. Christine took the bottle as Meg slammed the door.

"Already got the bottle in your hands, eh Christine?" Meg giggled and Michael gave her a red cup as well.

"Well, we don't have school tomorrow so why not?" Christine smirked. She would at least make the most of this awkward situation with Roman.

Erik

Erik stared out his window at 8 pm and watched a black car pass his house. He took a glimpse from his window and saw her drinking from a red cup, she was drinking... Erik felt his face grow hot with anger. Christine was supposed to behave! He would not pull a stunt, however, normally he would follow the girl and make sure she was safe, but if she wasn't he knew he would feel it. Of course, he was uncomfortable with the fact that she was going dancing with that boy, but Christine was right, she had to do what she had to for them. Erik tried so hard to keep the negativity out of his brain so he went to the kitchen to fix himself a drink, but then his mind fought him and it went to his dark place.

He imagined that boy fondling her and kissing her. He imagined that she enjoyed herself and let him undress her.

"No!" Erik threw the crystal glass against his wall and stood there, breathing heavily. He felt the demons fight him again, making him think of what that couple could do; thinking of Christine doing unimaginable things to the boy and the boy reciprocating.

An hour later, Erik's living room was a disaster. He had thrown all the chairs from his dining set into the walls, denting them. There were plates and cups shattered all over his floor, but he didn't care. His thoughts were a reality in his head. However, Erik wasn't in his living room anymore, but in the bathroom. He was staring into the mirror with two knives in his hands and he kept scraping them over and over again on the sides of his mirror; the sound was calming and his stress was being lifted. He looked at his face as he did this and thought how this life was supposed to be better, it was supposed to be easier. Christine knew that they were meant for each other faster than any prior life and that was supposed to help them. His eyebrows furrowed and he punched the face that stared back at him, leaving his knuckles bloody and bruised.